Birth of a project

I was getting dressed for a friend's birthday party and I didn't know what I was going to put on my body. I looked in my closet and it seemed empty, unpromising. I've had these moments before; everything was old, ill-fitting, or blah. I thought to myself, "Ugh! I have NOTHING to wear!" Then I began rifling through my closet and saw a forgotten shirt I loved and many more, and I realized I was crazy. I had plenty to wear, and plenty to choose from. My closet was FULL of treasures! At that moment I decided I would take a year to explore my closet and to add NOTHING new to my wardrobe.

I would create a NEW outfit for each day in order to maximize my wardrobe and shake up my style.

Basically, I would try to "snap out" of my fashion rut, and appreciate what I have.

It was my New Years' project:
One Closet, One Year.

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Play Date!

Today,  I experienced the worst play date ever. My child didn't kick anybody in the head, or draw on the wall, or say and choice words. However, he did manage to throw up all over the play room carpet. Of course there was a linoleum floor a few inches away. And a bathroom within a few feet. However, Lee-Lo hasn't thrown up in years, so I suppose he didn't know what was happening. As soon as the grown ups were alerted of the situation, I immediately jumped up and tried to assess the damage. Child: okay. Carpet: screwed.

I happened to have some rags and bags with me from the picnic last night that I picked up the mess with. Then Erin gave me some more cloths and I got on my hands and knees to start the cleaning and scrubbing and spraying that would lead to a mostly clean carpet! However, just when I thought the dirty work was done, Erin discovered another pile on the play room chair!

I was horrified! All that time I was scrubbing the floor, the mess was just sitting there. That made it far worse than it would have been if I had immediately gotten rid of the bulk of the problem. So, for the next hour, I scrubbed and scraped and sprayed and washed, until I knew there was nothing more to be done. I also had to make sure Lee-Lo was staying away from the other kids, and staying calm. Ha! Right. I took apart the cushion on the chair, and let it sit in the sun. As I was laying out the fabric, Erin commented that the chair belonged to her 90 year old grandmother. D'oh! Could it be any worse?!

I guess it could have been worse. Erin could have been visibly perturbed. She was absolutely, down-right gracious. Leo could have vomited on a child. Or in a shoe. Or on a piece of art. Whatever the case, I just hope that next time he knows what to do and asks for help!


Flower Sweater: Goodwill. Lux.

Floral shirt: Goodwill. Clio.

Jeans: Goodwill. Gap.

Shoes: Not from Goodwill! Q'uelle surprise! Predictions.


  1. Poor kid. What do you think was wrong with him? So strange to just suddenly vomit twice but then be totally ok. If the floor or chair are still in need of some cleaning you can call Matthew. We have something called a Spot Bot that will take care of both of them in no time. It's a wonderful little machine that we have because we have a dog who throws up on occasion. You just "set it and forget it". I'm sure he could bring it to school for you. I can explain how to use it over the phone if you'd like.

  2. Hope Lee-Lo is feeling better and your flower sweater is holding up well in comparison to the other ones that were washed and "used to be flowers". That note from Aunt Diane still kills me. Hug Leo for me and hope you have a better day.

  3. Layna: Poor Leo--there is nothing worse than throwing up, especially in public. It was very sweet of you to get right in there and start cleaning it up, when I am sure everything in you just wanted to hold Leo and comfort him. Also you look flower-licious in that outfit. That sweater is unbelievable as is the shirt. You have atoned for the previous floral faux-pas.

  4. My poor Leo-pa-peo. He still looks a little sick sitting on the couch. Was it a bug or something he ate? Please tell him Grandma hopes he is feeling better and that grandma will be there soon to give him 100 hugs.

  5. Thank you for all the well wishes! I think it was something he ate, he was running around and playing the rest of the night! He was watching TV in the picture, which is why he looked zonked!